*So it's 2014 and I'm editing this thing finally. Hoping to post it on Amazon!*
Chapter 1 – Confrontations
The wind blew thin white sheets of paper over the freshly cut grass. Dew seeped into the white paper and little black marks spread on it like a disease. A frustrated yell emitted from a voice nearby. It drifted into a silent moan when the person picked up one of the sheets. All the work that was scribbled along the lines couldn't be salvaged.
"Great, now what the hell am I supposed to do?" Jade Harris said from frustration. She dropped to her knees and pulled out a sandwich bag from her book bag. "Hopefully I can still read this when I get home." She put the wet paper into the bag and stood up with it in hand. She suddenly crossed her arms, shivering, at the unwanted breeze. Looking around, her peers began to flee campus. Some were going back to their dorms and some were out to party. It was the last class of the day with a weekend following, anything was possible.
Jade turned her attention from those happy for fun ahead. Instead, she scanned the area and tapped her foot on the grass impatiently. She could see silhouettes in the dark night of a couple holding hands and causally looked away. Pulling back the long sleeve of her shirt, she looked at her watch.
"That bastard is late again. How many times is he going to do this to me? That prick, "Jade said through her teeth.
"Woohoo baby! If you're looking for someone to prick you, you don't have to look no further," a deep voice said from behind. Jade turned around, noticing five guys standing by a wall to one of the school buildings. They were probably some on-the-verge-to-be-drunk frat guys. So, she rolled her eyes and eagerly walked to the nearest street light. She looked up when the light flickered on and off. There was a big moth flying itself into the hot bulb over and over again, enchanted.
Jade looked at the sandwich bag that contained the wet paper. "This must be my unlucky day," she sighed out and looked down the road. No one was coming from either directions and so she checked her watch again.
"I think you meant this is your lucky day darling," a deep, but familiar, voice echoed. Jade turned around to come face-to-face with the same five guys from before walking her way. The lead guy had a sly smirk on his face, probably the owner of the taunting voice. Jade focused her attention back to the road and tried to ignore them. "Oh don't play hard to get. Any girl would be lucky to have us all to themselves."
Again, Jade ignored them.
"Oh, I like them like that though. If there's not a bit of cat and mouse to the game it gets me anxious," the taller one of the bunch said.
Jade looked down the road again and began to walk down the sidewalk to the next street light. She looked over her shoulder nervously to see that the same five guys were now following her. She took her free hand and pushed a strand of hair behind her ear.
"Wait up!" the leader yelled to Jade. She could hear the soft footsteps behind her, but she dared not to look back this time. Instead, she quickened her pace even though she knew she shouldn't.
"Hey!" the leader yelled, jumping in front of her. Startled, Jade stumbled backwards, bumping into the tall guy. She took a step off the sidewalk tying to go across the road.
"Where do you think you're going?" a thin guy asked. He stood in front of Jade and she turned around only to be stopped by a guy wearing glasses. Jade hesitated to move as she was now being surrounded like a wild animal. She looked around for anyone else. Someone to just help her. But, there was no one. The whole area was completely abandoned now. She walked in a small circle until she faced the leader. He was giving her a silly grin. He walked towards Jade and touched her cheek softly. She jerked her head away, but he caught her chin in his hands.
"What's the matter baby? I don't know about it, but I think you can handle all of us," he said. The other four guys laughed and the leader seemed to be proud of himself.
"I'm not going to be handling any one of you idiots," Jade fumed. The leader tipped her head up and looked into her green eyes.
He laughed dismissively when she took a step back and tried to sidestep him. He moved in her way and heard her sigh.
"Will you excuse me?" Jade said through her teeth. She tried to bypass him and again he moved in her way. "If you don't get out of my way I'm going to make you wish you had."
The leader backed up and laughed, "Ooo I'm scared. Did you hear her guys?" The other guys laughed and Jade walked again to the side. The leader walked in her path and snickered.
"I warned you," Jade said angrily to him. She lifted her head, quickly stepped up to the leader, grabbed both his shoulders, and with a grunt, kneed him right where it would hurt. Everyone heard the contact and stood in awe as their leader fell to the ground.
"You fucking bitch! Grab her!" the leader painfully exclaimed. Before Jade could move, the tall guy grabbed her by her arms and held her to his chest.
"Get off me!" Jade yelled, struggling to get out of the guys grasp. The leader looked up at her from the ground. He rose slowly, with a deep groan or two, and got his bearings.
"You're a fucking cunt," the leader said.
"I think she needs to learn a lesson," the thin one added. The leader shook his head at the other men in his gang and walked towards Jade.
"I think so too. How should we teach her one?"
"Whatever it is, it should be something hands on," the burly one replied.
Jade closed her eyes when the leader swung his hand at her. How did she ever get herself in this predicament? Suddenly, the grip on her arms went slack and she opened her eyes. The leader's eyes were of pure shock. Jade slowly turned to see the tall guy, from the gang, in a choke hold by a guy with dirty blonde hair.
"WATCH OUT!" the blonde guy yelled at her when he looked up.
Jade turned around to confront the leader reaching out for her. She gasped and pulled her book bag off her back. With all her might she swung at him. He fell on the cement sidewalk and she pulled her bag back on her shoulders. She turned around only to see the thin guy throwing a punch her way. She ducked down and stood back up to kick him in the back when he missed, making him fall into the guy with the glasses.
"Come on," the dirty blonde urged with an outreached hand. Jade grabbed his hand and kept up with him on foot as they ran. She turned around only to see the lot getting up.
"We have to hurry those jerks are coming, "Jade informed her companion, her breathing was coming out in short rapid breaths. The guy stopped at a red and black motorcycle and dropped Jade's hands. He threw his leg over the sides.
"Put this on," he said, handing her a black helmet. Jade didn't hesitate. She put the helmet on and got on the motorcycle and held onto him. He turned the engine on and revved it two times.
"You fuckers!" the leader screamed. He, and the other five guys, were now running towards Jade and the blonde at full speed.
"Let's get the hell out of here," Jade said anxiously. The guy pressed the accelerator and sped off. Jade's grip tightened around him and she looked back. The guys were still chasing them even in the dark, but they soon disappeared as Jade and the guy got farther from them. Jade sighed and squeezed her hand, which held onto that sandwich bag, to make sure it was still there. She could feel the smoothness of plastic and felt relieved. At least something good had come from this evening.
Jade held on for her life as the guy swirled between rushing cars and around sharp curves. Finally, the motorcycle came to a stop in front of a two-floor townhouse. Jade pulled the helmet off her head and jumped off from the back and stretched.
"Thank you," Jade expressed. She watched the guy get off the bike and sighed.
"No problem. Besides, you did pretty well for yourself," the guy admitted to her. Jade smiled briefly until she remembered something. Suddenly a disappointed frown replaced it.
"By the way," she said walking towards the blonde. He looked her way and pulled off his helmet. "You were late," she snapped, sending him a death stare.
Smiling, the guy turned around and kneeled to the ground to chain up his motorcycle. "I'm sorry I was busy doing things."
"Doing what Zach? Sitting at your desk and trying to come up with a decent storyline?" Jade asked rolling her eyes.
"I've just been having writer's block," Zach said. He stood and dusted his knees of rocks and dirt.
Looking the least bit amused, Jade turned and pointed. "Whatever, can you please just open the door?" she replied sternly. Zach shook his head and walked up the steps of the townhouse. Once he opened the door, Jade pushed past him and flicked on the lights. He closed the door and watched her throw her things on the couch.
"Where are your keys?" Zach asked, but Jade didn't respond. "I'm talking to you," he said when she sat down at the kitchen table.
Jade pitched the sandwich bag on the table and fumbled to get it opened. "My keys are in my book bag. Would you mind getting my notepad out of it for me? Oh, don't forget a pen," she commanded. Zach sighed and opened her bag and got out a small black notepad that had a pen hanging on the spirals.
"Here you go," he said throwing it to her. He opened the fridge, grabbed a beer and sat across from her. "Is that another one of your poems?"
"Yeah, it is. It doesn't mean much now since it's all ruined," she complained. "It's all wet and the letters are dispersing. Thank goodness I remember some of the stanzas."
Zach got up and went to the cabinet above the fridge. He pulled down a gift wrapped box and placed it beside Jade's elbow.
"What's this?" she asked questioningly. She put her notepad and pen down on the table. She eyed Zach suspiciously and picked up the box.
"It's a little gift," Zach explained while he took a sip of his beer. Jade picked up the box but kept her eyes on him.
"What did you do?" she asked.
"I didn't do anything. Just open it," he insisted.
Jade ripped off the wrapping and opened a velvet box. Inside the box was a pair of thin black glasses. Jade pulled them out and placed them over her eyes.
"I thought you would like it," Zach smiled.
"These are the ones that I wanted when we went shopping?" Jade asked. Zach nodded his head and Jade smiled. "Well thank you, Zach. I needed a new pair. My old one was missing a screw."
"What's a brother for?" Zach joked. Jade cocked her head to the side and pulled the glasses off.
"You do mean stepbrother don't you?" Jade said coldly. Zach licked his lips before he sighed. "You know what, thanks for the glasses but I really need to write this poem down."
Jade placed the glasses back on and concentrated on her work. Zach chugged down the rest of his beer and chucked it into the trashcan. He watched Jade scribble down a word or two and sat back in his chair. He had only known Jade for a year, but he knew she didn't like considering him a stepbrother. His dad, Jacob, had married Jade's mother, Sarah, three months ago. Still, Jade hadn't lightened up to the fact they were now a family.
Zach, who was 22, thought it was a good thing his dad had found happiness. He had tried his best to warm up to his new stepsister but everything he tried had little effect on her. When Jade, who was 19, had decided to go to college after high school, Zach had insisted she stay with him in the townhouse. The campus wasn't that far. It was just about a ten minute ride and Zach needed a roommate to help pay rent. It was a good trade. Jade, didn't want anything to do with the situation. It was Sarah who had convinced her daughter to move in and stay. And stay she did.
Zach smiled at the fact that Jade was so tough. She didn't seem to like him, yet. He did get the feeling, just sometimes, that she had begun to warm up to him just a bit. She shifted in her chair and pulled out the hair tie that was holding some of her hair in a ponytail. Zach watched the soft black curls of her hair tumble to her shoulders. His eyes were mesmerized at the way she placed some it behind her ear.
Jade stuck the pen end in her mouth. She scratched her ear and looked up to notice Zach staring at her.
"Do you mind?" she said.
"Huh?" Zach replied surprised. He came out of his daze and noticed her look of irritation.
"Can you go somewhere you're sort of distracting me."
"Sure your highness. I'm going to bed," Zach said. He stood up and walked back in the living room. "Wake me up in the morning so I can take you to school ok? And don't stay up too late," he nagged loudly as he started to walk upstairs.
Jade watched him and smirked.
"Yes mother," she mocked softly. She was able to see Zach smile at her comment before going back to her work.
"I heard that you brat!" Zach shouted while running up the steps and walked to his room. Jade peeked over her glasses at the ceiling. The sound of a door slamming upstairs brought a slow smile on her face. Today wasn't a total bummer at all.